Drop by drop of blood, dripping from the blade of the Bright Moon Knife. The blood stains faded, and the blade was clean as if it had never been stained red.

Wan Wan put the knife into the sheath and squatted down to look at Zhan Xiaofeng's corpse. According to the routine, people who were involved with the former master should not die like this.

Wan Wan shook her head and sighed. Sure enough, life is not a TV series, nor is it a book.

On the other side of the Broken Dragon Stone, there was a faint sound of dismantling and chiseling. Wan Wan jumped up and put her ear to the Broken Dragon Stone and listened vigorously for a while. Confirm that there is really someone on the other side of the stone chiseling, and the battle is not small.

Wan Wan took a few steps back, squatting down next to Zhan Xiaofeng's corpse and watching. He committed suicide like this, which really made her sigh and sigh in her heart.

After sighing, Wan Wan penetrated the internal force on the fist and struck twice at Zhan Xiaofeng's forehead. After confirming that there was no trace of his suicide again, she stopped. After putting away the rune paper on the ground, Wan Wan leaned under the stone wall on the other side, and waited leisurely for the Broken Dragon Stone to be dug up.

The report she presented to Emperor Yan Shengdi had already mentioned the matter of forsythia, and no matter how angry the official family was, he would save Forsythia's life. After all, this case still needs to be carefully examined, and Forsythia is an extremely important witness and cannot be killed.

At this moment, Wan Wan is really not in a hurry, she leans against the stone wall, and swings leisurely with one leg crossed. She was even in the mood to take out the bag that was specially packed with snacks and grabbed the melon seeds inside. While snorting, he carefully observed whether there were any flaws in the scars on Zhanxiao's head, and occasionally shook his neck to look at the road.

Wanwan's curiosity is strong, but she also understands when curiosity should be controlled. God knows what kind of deadly mechanism is in here. Therefore, Wan Wan just looked at it, and did not dare to go deep into her body to explore clearly.

The corridor kept ringing "click, click, poof." "Click, click, poof." The sound is intertwined with the movement behind the broken dragon stone, and it is also lively.

After a while, the sound of chiseling stone stopped. Wan Wan was not in a hurry, guessing that those people over there had stopped to rest.

The official family has always advocated frugality, so the palace also follows the principle of frugality. However, this is a little more frugal, and he did not get an extra team of craftsmen. Wouldn't it be fast and easy for the two teams to work in shifts?

Just when Wan Wan was silently complaining, the broken dragon stone suddenly rumbled up. The light quickly penetrated and shone on the floor of the corridor, squeezing out the light of the lamps in an instant. The light on the ground was incomplete, strictly speaking, it was a speck, a speck of light that had been divided by a large number of human figures. The shadows were constantly shaking, and it could be seen that there were many people on the other side of the stone at this time.

Before the broken dragon stone could rise much, someone suddenly rolled through the gap under the stone. Although it is rolling, it is undeniable that this person is rolling very vigorously and neatly, and it is so good-looking that Wan Wan just wants to slap her palms and applaud.

As soon as the man rolled over the bottom of the rock, he rolled over and stood up like a harrier. Only then did Wan Wan see clearly that the person who came in was Fengqing City.

At that time, Wan Wan's lips still had a piece of melon seed skin sticky to her lips before she had time to spit it out. She looked at him stunned, "Hengzhi? You ......"

There are so many brocade clothes outside, why did she let her family Hengzhi in. If Zhan Xiaofeng is not dead, or there are many traps in it, then he is not dangerous.

After Wan Wan didn't come, she was pulled up by Feng Qingcheng and held tightly in her arms. I heard him say, "It's okay, you're fine." ”

His voice was low, slightly trembling. fell into Wan Wan's ears, and threw into the bottom of her heart with a piece of warmth.

However, Wan Wan didn't care about being happy and moved, she was in a slightly awkward situation now, and she was very uncomfortable.

He bent over as he pulled her, and the moment he pulled her into his arms, her chin crossed his shoulder. However, when he got up, her chin hung over his shoulder. Although he was going to bow down to her height, the angle he was about to fall in place. She had to stand on tiptoe to support her chin resting on his shoulder.

Wan Wan thought: If you are hanged like this, will it be considered a shame, or a romance.

Just as he was thinking about this question, he saw that the broken dragon stone rose most of it. A few men stooped in. Two of these people were dressed in Xuanmen costumes, and the rest were all dressed in brocade.

When they came in, they looked at the situation in the corridor, and they were a little confused. I didn't know how to react for a while.

On the ground was the corpse of General Zhan, whose forehead bone had collapsed, and his death was extremely miserable. Under the wall opposite the corpse was a black and white mottled melon seed skin, and there was a clean place in the middle of the melon seed skin, which was obviously someone who had sat there and knocked the melon seeds.

In front of him, Dingbei Hou was hugging Master Ming tightly. Lord Ming's two hands are still in the air, holding a lotus bag in one hand and a melon seed in the other.

Wan Wan's face was facing the direction of the broken dragon stone at this moment, and she stared at several brocade clothes and Xuanmen craftsmen for a while. Then Wan Wan spit out the piece of melon seed skin that was sticking to her lips with a "poof".

The sound suddenly broke the frozen air, and the two Xuanmen craftsmen immediately pretended not to see anything, and checked whether there were any mechanisms in the corridor, and several brocade trappers also began to work as if nothing had happened.

Feng Qingcheng finally let go of Wan Wan, and after looking at her, he reached out and took the melon seed she was holding in her hand and put it into the purse she was holding in her other hand. Then he tied the pouch for her and hung it around her waist again.

The Broken Dragon Stone rose completely, and the noise from outside became clearer and clearer, and several people were asking about the situation inside at the same time, and there were many people moving and cleaning.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the corpse on the ground, didn't say anything, turned around and took Wan Wan's hand and walked out. Wan Wan was trying to adjust her breathing that had been lost from the hug that strangled her neck. followed him out without saying a word.

Walking past the broken dragon stone, Wan Wan found that there were several Xuanmen craftsmen in the small dark room, and there were very strange tools scattered on the ground. Only then did she realize that it was not a stonemason who dug this stone, but these people from the Xuanmen.

Judging from the traces, they didn't want to use their clumsy strength to dig through the Broken Dragon Stone, but to restore the mechanism that was destroyed when the Broken Dragon Stone was put down. They were digging where the mechanism was, and that pause was not a rest. They were repairing and reversing the mechanism that had laid down the dragonstone.

This dark chamber, which is about half a zhang long and wide, has been dug up a lot, and there are traces of digging on the four walls and the ground. Such a battle suddenly made Wan Wan ashamed. She really shouldn't complain about the official family.

Returning to the hall, Wan Wan found that Emperor Yan Shengdi was still there. He seemed to be very tired, let go of the hand that had been rubbing his brows, looked at her, and said tiredly, "It's good that I haven't been hurt." ”

Wan Wan bowed and said: "Xie Guan's family cares, and the minister is fine." ”

The two brocade clothes who were dragging the corpse up caught the belly for a while: The master is fine, she still has the strength and leisure to eat melon seeds.

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